He knew he'd find him in the Library. He pulled up a chair. It screeched. Brett swore.

"Mason can we talk?"

"Sure"

"You're getting confident, and more risky. It's about time that I discussed protection with you" Brett said.

Mason brought his chair closer. "Really? Brett, it's fine. Me and Corey, haven't even gone that far" Mason reassured him.

Brett bit his lip and looked at the ceiling.

"Supernatural shield Protection, Mason. I mean...tools we can use to keep you safe physically"

"Oh, sorry Brett, next time I'll keep it clean" Mason Whispered.